Lawrence Castle.
Baron Gladon and Baron Valmy gathered again.
At this moment, compared to a few days ago, their worry had intensified.
"Baron Pape, has that person not returned yet? Also, has Eagle Territory really not retreated?"
"That Minotaur tribe is now just two hundred miles from the Maine River Valley, at most three days away."
Baron Gladon couldn't help but speak first.
"Indeed!"
"Among the Pioneer Lords in the Maine River Valley who previously agreed to resist with us, only three remain now, the others have fled."
Baron Valmy spoke as well.
After a few days, their expressions grew increasingly anxious.
"Indeed, still not returned!"
"However, Eagle Territory has truly not retreated."
Pape Lawrence wasn't faring any better either, his expression carried worry as well.
If he weren't absolutely sure that Eagle Territory was still unchanged, he would likely have been unable to hold back either.
